It's Friday morning. It's the first time since Tuesday afternoon it hasn't been raining. Where do you spend your day?
a) The nearby park, which has a sand pit.
b) The far away park, which has the best toddler equipment.
c) The empty baseball field, which has a lot of grass for running and jumping.
d) Any of the above, but probably b, followed up by a trip to the pediatric ER of a large urban hospital to rule out a broken nose.
Um, yeah.
Is there any way I can avoid looking like a shitheel Ema here? I really, truly don't think I could have stopped Miss M from running, tripping, and falling nose-first into a step.
But, on the other hand, this was the shirt she was wearing:
Yes, that says I DO ALL MY OWN STUNTS. Yes, we bought it for her. (In our defense, she is constantly running into the walls and things. Not because she's clumsy, she just refuses to look where she is going!)
Thankfully, she doesn't have a broken nose. Just looks like she smudged the bridge of her nose with an indigo magic marker. Sadly, it won't wash off.
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